post-Christmas

Well, it's just about all said and done. I've unwrapped gifts with family in Montgomery and Sweeny, did some heavy jammin on the drums 'til 2:00 AM with the cousins in Baytown (almost Houston), and rode the horses with the other cousins in Spring Branch (Houston). Hey Patrick, I'd drum for your band any day! Emily, I'm not sure you could pay me enough to shovel out the horse stalls!
Now I'm heading home tomorrow to prepare for Chile. I just hope my car makes it back, the brakes seem to have started grinding a little. Not good.
And so not to disappoint anyone, here are a few photos from the last few days. Didn't take them all myself, so fortunately I don't have to take credit.

Ahh...there's nothing like the house decked out for Christmas.

It seems to me that my pile of plunder has steadily become smaller over the years. I guess people just don't realize that I still want G.I. Joes and Transformers!

Somebody thought they were clever when they bought this! Harhar. It seems that my fate will forever be intertwined with my spiky-haired counter part.

They say that my nephew is the spitting image of me at his age. Well... at least the spitting part might be right.

Here's me and grandma losing a game of Cranium. There's just no justice in this world sometimes.

But enough now of my laborious postings. For now, good night, and may you never forget the meaning of Christmas. Thank God for his mercy.